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Help Yourself. That's the title, and that's what you should be doing. This story isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Far from the sort. Our purple-haired friend is, well, pretty much as far from human as this world can get. Born of vials and tubes, made to be a weapon, same goes for her sister. Thankfully they managed to escape before they were forced into their planned roles. They were adopted too, by quiet the loving family. Why do you think Libitina took Yuri's bullying problem to such high measures? She doesn't want her baby sister getting hurt any more. 

The siblings were made to feast off of despair, fear, and anger. Of course, they could eat real food as well. But it would just be useless flavors to them, no real food could make them sated.

Just because they escaped a life of being used as weapons doesn't change the fact that they are weapons though. Killing machines is what they were made to be. So happens their personalities aligned with that. The organization's original plan was to let the sisters become very attached to a loyal employee, so they'd do as that employee commanded. But, they escaped before that could happen.

Ahem, uh, where'd I leave that article? Ah! Here it is. 'Subjects are not to be bonded to anyone other than the each other, and Dr. [REDACTED]' 'Contact with anyone else could result in death, possessive tendencies, or worse.' Anywho, that about sums up what I'm supposed to tell you. Bye bye for now, dear reader.

Natsuki's POV

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It's been roughly three days since I found Yuri's little hideout. Monika needed Yuri to, well I actually don't know what she needed Yuri for, but, she's gone for the day. Libitina is at work, as per usual. So I have the house to myself for a bit. I looked around the house. Yuri is always bothering Libitina about the sock that she left by the TV. I went up the stairs and into Yuri's room. Do I really want to do more digging into this though? I moved the carpet out of the way. I guess I do if I'm opening the trap door. But what if this is something serious, like, Yuri is murdering people, something like that. Then I'd have to take her to jail, but I don't wanna do that. I walked down the stairs. This place is still awesome, just the back wall that gives me the creeps. I walked over and examined the stuff. Black journal, just like before. All the categories, including their cause of death. I tried to find anything else. Looking at the map, the bulletin board, everything. I sat down on the little futon, frustrated. I'm just as confused as I was before.  I let my head it the wall. 

It made a hollowed out noise. Is there something behind here. The walls are made of boards, so I'm not surprised. It took some effort, but I found a loose board and removed it from the wall. More gloves, knives, all purpose cleaner, a mask, and another book, and another small book. I grabbed the book and took opened it. It contained the finger prints, card numbers, phone passwords, etc. Really, sensitive information. I set the book back and put the board back in it's place. taking a few shaky steps backwards. 

I hit something. Someone. Someone was behind me. They quickly covered my mouth before I had the chance to shout. "What are you doing down here?" Yuri. Yuri, it was Yuri. I whimpered, struggling to break free. "It's no use trying to break free button." Yuri informed, pinning me to the futon, letting go of my mouth in the process. "Answer me. Now." She growled. Her stutter completely gone. I gulped down some of my fear. "Don't make me force a reply out of you."  Yuri said, her eyes piercing my soul. "I-" I sniffled. "You, what are you doing to these innocent people?!" I yelled, tears brimming in my eyes. "Innocent? Nobody is truly innocent Natsuki!" Yuri said increasing her grip. "Y- your a killer! Insane!" I stuttered for the first time in my life, this is even scarier then Papa. "As true as that second statement is, I'm not killing anyone Natsuki." Yuri said letting go of me. "You're not?" I'm confused, what is she doing with all of this if she isn't killing people? "No, I'm not. Just harmless pranks." Yuri said chuckling. "You really think I'd kill someone? Actually scratch that, I would, but only if you told me to." She added. "Then, explain all of this!" I yelled, I'm still not convinced. "For starters, the map and bulletin board are for keeping track of what I've done so I don't accidentally visit the same person twice. The journal is for Libitina, who works with 3D animation to create gruesome scenarios, featuring my current target. The phone numbers, addresses, passwords, and finger prints are all for inducing some fear." Yuri said, putting her hands together. "Okay, what about the gloves, and the knives?" I asked. "The gloves are just incase I actually need to set a hand on property of my target, the knife I use to take pictures with in the mask for even more fear. I usually put marinara sauce or ketchup on the knife itself since they usually can't tell which is which." She said chuckling. "A- again, you r- really think I'd k- kill someone?" Oh so her stutter just casually returns huh? I'm begining to think she purposely stutters as a charming effect.

"I'm an idiot!" I yelped clinging to Yuri. "I'm so sorry I thought you were a murderer!" I apologized. Yuri giggled. "Y- yeah, because that's a s- sentence you here ev- everyday." She said rubbing by back. "Shut up I'm trying to be nice." I said squeezing her. Yuri giggled. "A- anyway, I made dinner for u- us before I came d- down here." Yuri said with a smile. "Yes please, I'm hungry." I replied letting go of her.

I can't believe I thought Yuri was murdering people. I mean, I guess it was an easy mistake to make, judging by all of what was down there. But still, I don't think Yuri would ever actually kill someone. Well, she did make that joke saying she'd do it if I asked her to. But that was a joke. I don't have anything to worry about. Right?